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Chapter 48 Awkwardness

Looking at his sleeves and robe hem that were stained with blood, Ye Wanqing lowered her eyes, her fingertips hidden in her sleeves almost piercing her skin.

Suddenly, she felt a burning gaze.

She looked up.

Chu Anlan clenched his fists, his cheeks puffed up, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and his expression was a little complicated.

Seeing her looking over, he suddenly turned his head and deliberately avoided her sight.

Ye Wanqing realized that her previous behavior was all seen by Chu Anlan.

At this time, Chu Yanrong stood up and said, "Since Master Lu has sworn a blood oath to prove his and Qing'er's innocence, I ask the emperor to uphold justice and severely punish those who spread the rumors."

Emperor Fengyang stood up from the throne and said, "Pass on my oral order and order the Minister of Punishment to punish this matter. In addition, the illegitimate son of Prince Duan, Chu Xiaoquan, is punished to guard the mausoleum of the Concubine Dowager for three years after his injury heals, and he is not allowed to return to the capital without being summoned. Prince Duan is a bad parent and will be fined one year's salary. Those who spread rumors, regardless of gender, will be registered and their fathers and brothers will be summoned to see me..."

This matter has come to an end for now.

Emperor Fengyang issued an order to continue holding the horse race.

Many young men, with injuries on their faces, limped to get their horses and continue the game.

Emperor Fengyang glanced at Lu Jilian and Ye Wanqing, and ordered the guards: "Bring my dragon bone gold ointment and thousand-year-old ginseng to Master Lu's Songning Pavilion. Also, send my newly acquired jade ruyi and three thousand South Sea pearls to Tingxue Pavilion."

The guard left in response.

Lu Jilian cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your reward."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your reward." Ye Wanqing also bowed to express his gratitude.

After the two men finished expressing their gratitude, Emperor Fengyang's gaze finally turned to Chu Anlan who was standing next to Lu Jilian.

Chu Anlan already had an injury on his hand, and today he was riding a horse and participating in a group fight. At this time, the white cloth wrapped around his right hand was already soaked with blood.

Emperor Fengyang was so disappointed that he said, "Golden Dragon Bone Ointment, give some to Prince Dun as well."

"Yes." The guard took the order and left in a hurry.

Chu Anlan, however, was not happy at all. He drooped his brows and saluted hastily: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your gift."

Emperor Fengyang waved his hand: "Disperse."

Emperor Fengyang was upset and had a headache, so he went back to Cangqian Palace.

Lu Jilian's face was as pale as paper, but he still saluted Chu Yanrong in a proper manner: "I will take my leave first."

Chu Yanrong nodded slightly: "Master Lu, take good care of your injuries."

Lu Jilian walked out of the grassland alone.

"Qing'er." Chu Yanrong called her daughter and walked out.

After taking two steps, Chu Yanrong saw Chu Anlan still standing there, and turned back: "Why are you standing there like an idiot?"

Chu Anlan followed without saying a word.

The competition is in full swing at the racecourse.

The stands were still full of people.

After leaving the horse farm, it was finally much quieter.

Ye Wanqing asked: "Mother, shall we go back to the stands?"

Chu Yanrong thought about it and said directly: "Go back and ask Xinggong."

The mother and daughter, accompanied by their guards, walked towards the Wenxing Palace.

At this time, Chu Anlan's voice came from behind: "Princess, I'll take my leave first."

Ye Wanqing stopped in her tracks when she heard this.

The eldest princess also stopped and turned to look at Chu Anlan: "If you want to leave, go ahead."

Chu Anlan turned and left.

After walking a few steps, I heard hurried footsteps behind me: "Chu Anlan, stop right there!"

"Jing Qiu?" Chu Yanrong was quite surprised.

She walked so fast that even Prince Dun's wife's hair bun became crooked.

She accidentally caught a cold last night and had a severe headache when she woke up in the morning. She had been resting in bed. When she heard that Chu Anlan had a fight with someone, she hurried over...

However, he happened to see his son having a quarrel with Chu Yanrong and the others.

Prince Dun's wife casually adjusted her hair and looked at Chu Yanrong: "What happened?"

Chu Yanrong sighed and said, "Let's talk while we walk."

On the way to Xinggong, Prince Dun's wife had already heard the general story.

Ye Wanqing felt guilty: "This is my fault." "It's not your fault." Prince Dun's wife helped her up: "Chu Xiaoquan has always behaved in a way that is annoying. You have a clear conscience and don't need to blame yourself. We all know that you are a good child."

Ye Wanqing lowered her eyes.

She did not have a clear conscience.

She took a gamble when she went to Qingsong Mountain yesterday.

She bet that Lu Jilian would not sit still and would meet her sooner or later. But unexpectedly, she ran into Chu Xiaoquan at the foot of the mountain.

Seeing her daughter was worried and Chu Anlan looked awkward, the princess dismissed the guards and said, "Qing'er, take Anlan to get some medicine. I want to talk to the princess for a while."

Prince Dun's wife also said, "My dear, thank you for your hard work."

Ye Wanqing stood up: "Prince, please."

Tingxue Pavilion.

Ye Wanqing asked someone to boil a basin of hot water and brought it over, and also took out the medicine and a clean white cloth.

The door was wide open and there were only two people in the room.

Seeing that Chu Anlan still refused to speak, Ye Wanqing said calmly: "I need to clean the wound for the prince and reapply medicine. The process of cleaning the wound may be a little painful."

Chu Anlan held out his right hand: "Lu Jilian is not afraid of pain, how could I be afraid?"

Why are you still comparing yourself with others?
Ye Wanqing's eyelids twitched when she heard this.

She bent down and lowered her head to help Chu Anlan untie the white cloth soaked in blood.

The long, soft, cold hair slid down her thin shoulders and brushed across his wrist, as gentle as the kiss that evening.

Chu Anlan's breathing was slightly stagnant.

Ye Wanqing concentrated on taking off the white cloth, revealing the hideous wounds all over her palms.

The blood-soaked wound had its skin and flesh turned inside out.

Chu Anlan's back teeth were in so much pain that they were almost broken, but he pretended not to feel any pain at all.

He asked, "Aren't you afraid of blood?"

"Fortunately."

Ye Wanqing replied, turned around and took out a clean towel from the tray, dipped it in boiled and then warmed water, and wiped the blood off Chu Anlan.

As soon as the wound was touched, Chu Anlan's whole body stiffened with pain.

Ye Wanqing raised her eyes: "Be patient for a while."

After saying that, he placed the warm handkerchief on Chu Anlan's palm.

Chu Anlan's eyes turned red with pain. He turned his head away from her and said in a hoarse voice, "The way you treat me is completely different from the way you treat Lu Jilian."

Ye Wanqing's eyes flickered: "What's the difference?"

Chu Anlan said somewhat displeasedly: "Today, when he cut his palm and swore a blood oath, you were obviously heartbroken."

distressed?

Ye Wanqing opened her mouth: "I don't feel sorry for Master Lu..."

Chu Anlan interrupted her immediately: "I saw it all, you are just worried about him!"

Seeing the young man's eyes were red and seemed to be bleeding, Ye Wanqing felt mixed emotions and asked softly, "An Lan, are you quarreling with me?"

An Lan?

Why did his name sound so soft and beautiful when it came out of her mouth?
Chu Anlan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth: "Now that you've seen it, shouldn't you do something, or say something?"

"What?" Ye Wanqing was confused.

There was a lot of blood on her fingertips and she was twisting her handkerchief with her head down.

Chu Anlan called her: "Qing'er."

Ye Wanqing looked up.

Suddenly, there was a touch of warmth on my lips.

Before she lost consciousness, Chu Anlan sat back down, closed his eyes, and placed his hands on the table: "Apply the medicine."

Ye Wanqing was speechless, so she had to lower her brows and continue to apply medicine to Chu Anlan.

The cold ointment seeped into the wound, causing both pain and cold.

Chu Anlan still managed to hold on.

(End of this chapter)